Fantasies Fulfilled

This is a story about a brother and sister who remember that they had an interest in each other years ago. All participants are over 18. No real people appear in the story, and coincidences are just that.

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I should have known. It was all so obvious if I had thought about it even for a minute.

For most of my life I had a crush on my sister. Not just admiration, I wanted to fuck her and I could never figure out how to do that, until circumstances came about that led us both to be naked in bed together. I had longed to feel her naked body on mine for decades.

Her longtime on and off again boyfriend had died suddenly and tragically, having a heart attack on the side of the road. Of course, grief is processed differently with every person. Some people are stoic and do a lot of thinking and very little talking about how they feel. Others approach the situation actively, trying to either distract or replace the bad thoughts with good thoughts and good times.

Sally was struggling but I always reminded her that he would want her to have a good life and a good time here on this side of the dirt. She is an accomplished woman, holding advanced degrees in history and related subjects. She tried to keep busy with her work evaluating buildings for clients who were thinking about restoration projects.

As time went on, we would go to concerts and other events. One such time we were sitting there in these cramped seats listening to one of our favorite bands playing an outdoor concert.

Both of us were enjoying ourselves and the music was great from this artist who had been a favorite of ours for decades. However, the seats were so cramped that with our arms by our sides, my arm couldn't help but rub up against her breast at various times. This happened repeatedly throughout the concert.

She didn't think anything of it evidently because other times during that concert she continued to lean into me and press herself against me. She leaned into me with her breast on my arm for some time. To say that I was thrilled would be an understatement. I had a mental image of what she must look like nude, with her glorious titties out for me to see.

At other times when we would go to events like the RV show or someplace like that, she would grab my arm and walk close to me, pressing the side of one breast or the other into me. We have always been close and she was aware at an early age of my feelings for her that went beyond being my sister. She is beautiful, and I had always had a tingly physical kind of feeling around her. As our lives went on, I was married or had girlfriends and we remained close. She never married, but had that on-again, off-again relationship with the man I mentioned for close to three decades.

As time went on after he died, she and I would be talking about things and she would get emotional talking about him. I had absolutely no relationships or even hookups going on because I had several relationship problems in a row including a divorce, and I was just not ready to submit myself to that possibility again. So we contented ourselves with going out to lunch and dinner, RV shows or just for drives to places where we liked to take photos.

During this time, our relationship got stronger; she had previously lived in the Northeast for a number of years and we hadn't seen each other very often.

I started fantasizing about being with her romantically and sexually. I had the most vivid thoughts of us having sex, and it was exciting, but unnerving. Time went on and I would find myself sneaking looks at her when she couldn't see me, like when she would bend over in front of me.

I imagined myself joined with her in that way, my body against hers, our mutual enjoyment evident in that we couldn't stop fucking each other. I would dream of sucking every inch of her. I dreamt of fucking her from behind so I could look at that nice ass.

My mind would flash to us on a bed nude together, exploring each other, rubbing, caressing, licking everywhere. Thoughts of my hard cock running in and out of her pussy.

Life went on, and we were both doing whatever it was we were doing; her in her professional life and me in my artistic expression and working on our dad's house that I had bought shortly before he died. We were both relatively busy, but we still made time for lunch or to help each other out at each other's houses.

It was during one of those times when she was helping me at my house that the true feelings came out and things progressed beyond my fantasies and the time to be close enough to her to feel her body against mine was at hand.

We were moving boxes from one place to another in the house and somehow we kept bumping into each other. One time I ran right into the back of her, as if she had stopped suddenly; only in this case I wasn't looking where I was going. Another time, I was reaching for something the same time as she did, and my arm unmistakably brushed against her breast, so much so that we both paused for a second, but then went on.

A little while later, I reached across her body while putting something on a shelf, and managed to smash both of her tits with my forearm. We looked at each other and looked away; neither of us addressed how we were feeling at that moment.

I kept needing to rearrange my cock because it was raging by this time.

Later that afternoon, I couldn't stand it anymore, and while her back was turned to me in front of a bookcase, I went up behind her and reached around and cupped both her wonderful tits on the outside of her shirt. I ground my hardening cock into her butt.

"What are you doing?" she asked after a few moments.

I replied, "I couldn't help myself any longer. We have been rubbing up against each other and I had to know what your tits feel like," I said. "I keep finding your breasts impossible to resist."

I continued to knead her tits like fresh biscuit dough.

"Did you think about asking first," she asked. She turned around to face me. We looked at each other and I could see a smoldering look in her eyes.

I looked down and stuttered, "No."

I continued. "You and I have been bumping into each other and running up against each other a lot. When you rub your breasts against me, it makes me want to see and feel them. I have wanted to know since we were young. I had to know after all this time what your tits felt like. They're big and bouncy and wonderful. I apologize, my horniness got the best of me. They're as fantastic as I thought they would be." We looked at each other.

She spoke up. "I haven't had someone rub me like that before, as a surprise without warning. It shocked me that you did that, but it was nice for someone else to rub my tits instead of me. We have spent a lot of time together recently and I might have just not objected to it when it was happening. I get tired of having to get myself off all the time."

We were both silent for a moment and without saying anything, we kissed each other. I grabbed a handful of both ass cheeks and pulled her close. She gave me her tongue and at that moment I knew I was going to fuck my sister. We tongue wrestled for several seconds.

She backed up and started slowly taking clothing off, looking at me the entire time. First was her sweater, and that revealed her breasts still encased somehow in a bra underneath a light shirt.

She had huge breasts, and that was one of the things that I always fantasized about when I would think of her being with me. They had always been large, and age had not left them with the same firmness and stiffness, and I could not have cared less. They were still her tits, my little sister's tits that I dreamt of when jacking my cock into a towel in my room wherever I was. I would cum so intensely that I felt a couple of times like I would pass out. No matter where I was, I could close my eyes and her tits would be on my mind. I tortured myself over it.

I started unbuttoning my shirt, then I took it off. She whipped off the shirt she was wearing. My jaw almost hit the floor, and I was definitely hard by this time. Her bra could barely contain her bounteous boobs. I went for my pants. I unbuttoned and unzipped them.

My cock was throbbing, it was so hard. I lowered them and looked her straight in the eyes. She seemed to be breathing harder than normal.

She followed suit with her pants, and before you know it, we were standing there in only our underwear. Neither of us are athletes and neither of us cared. I wanted to touch her skin, rub my fingers along sensitive areas.

She turned around suddenly and ordered me to take off her bra. I was happy to oblige. My hands shook slightly at the fact that I was going to finally see these titties that I had wanted to love and play with for decades. The bra dropped off after I unclasped it and she didn't turn around right away.

"I don't want you to think badly of me," she said. "This is completely new territory for me and I am nervous."

I said, "You have nothing to be nervous about, besides I could barely take your bra off. My hands were shaking at the thought of finally getting to be naked with you."

She turned around, and her breasts were marvelous, swaying, and huge.

It was true. My lifetime dream of sucking on her tits and slamming my cock into her juicy snatch was about to come true. I wondered if I could handle the stress, and whether I would last more than a minute inside her forbidden pussy. I stepped up and continued to knead her butt cheeks and started kissing her like a girlfriend. She was very passionate. I put my hands on her hips and made the motion like we were fucking and she moaned in my mouth.

"You know that I have wanted this for a long time. When we were teenagers and exploring we had the rest of our lives ahead of us, and now here we are, two older adults with no commitments to a sexual partner," I said. "I don't think we need this underwear anymore."

She looked at me and started blushing a little. "To be honest," she said, "I have wanted you to ravage me for years now." She explained that she was never satisfied and her boyfriend of all those years always had his previous family members to attend to. He was busy with his business. They also did not always see eye to eye.

I knew from what she had told me in the past that he had a problem with expressing himself and allowed things to get bad before addressing situations. He had poor communication skills. She took off her panties while she told me this, and I could see her landing strip and the beginnings of her pussy lips.

"Why did we wait so long? We could have been having this kind of fun for years now," I said. She nodded and reached down and rubbed her hand along the outline of my steel hard prick.

She put her fingers in the waistband of my boxers and pulled them down seductively. She looked up at me; she looked like a lover and not my sister. My hard cock was waving in front of her about a foot away.

"I have something else to tell you," she said.

"Back when I was 19 and you were 23 and just out of the Navy, I wanted to fuck you. When we were in that bedroom alone and you suggested we should fool around, I should have said yes. I have wanted to tell you for years."

Back then, I had gotten her to allow me to feel her pussy just barely, only really ever feeling her muff. She got nervous and told me to stop. Of course, I did. I was barely sexually active at that point, after having fucked my way through the Navy for four years.

That moment, that feel of her pussy hair was so exciting I used that memory to beat off for years afterwards. I ran my fingers through it, only an inch away from her young 19 year old pussy. Just an inch away from her youthful gash and those lips that I haven't ever stopped wanting to see and fuck. We could have fucked right there and then. Just thinking about it now made me harder than I had been in a long time, maybe ever.

I wanted badly to fuck her in her bedroom at our parent's house all those years ago. I even stripped down from the waist down and showed her my hard prick and stroked it for a few minutes. She was not convinced and as much as I tried, I couldn't get her to even strip for me.

She went on. "All these years through all our relationships, watching you with women... I wanted to have you even if we didn't continue it very long, I wanted to get you alone and ravage you. I wanted to have that hard cock inside me, and sometimes it drove me crazy. I watched you jack off for me back then and it took everything I had to deny you."

"The important thing is that we are here now, and we obviously are turned on by each other, despite the taboo that society puts on this behavior," she said. "Why don't you lie back and let me show you my talents." I was happy to oblige. As I lay back, she bent over me and rubbed her hands over my chest and shoulders. She looked me in the eyes and then came toward me to kiss me. Her large tits were hanging down and I could not resist the temptation to feel them, to caress them and pinch the nipples. They became rock hard.

"I don't know what to say," I said. "What would happen if we did this? Do you think it's a bad thing? What would happen if someone found out we are having sex? What would we say to friends and other family? It's exciting and I would do this in a minute but we should think about it for a moment or two."

I said, "It would ruin any relationships we have with friends. What if our friends found out? Can you imagine the negative reactions?"

She looked at me with a sultry look and licked her lips. She smiled and shook her head.

She leaned in and licked my lips and moaned. "Who would tell anyone?" she asked, leaning over me with her giant tits hanging pendulous.

She continued, "I know I wouldn't and I don't think you would. As for the fun, neither of us are having any sex as far as I know. It makes sense for us to have this safe option instead of depending on strangers to tell the truth. More people than you realize are involved in this way. I can't tell you who, but somebody we know is doing this very thing. They are both married, and they get together occasionally and fuck like crazy and then say goodbye until the next time."

I was in shock and immediately thought of who in our circle of friends were fucking each other. I couldn't come up with any right away. It's not like something that gets talked about socially. Can you imagine? "Hey, Bob... I heard you have been fucking your sister, how is that going?"

Women do a lot of talking men never know about, so I imagine there are a few people who keep this secret and others. It's not uncommon for people to be freaky in their sex lives, it's just that we never really hear about it.

She was standing there in front of me telling me that she would have sex with me, not only today but on an ongoing basis. It could not be ignored that neither of us had been having sex for years, literally. I snapped out of my haze of sexual fantasy and started paying attention to the reality of a naked woman in front of me. A voluptuous, curvy, woman with huge tits who just happened to be my sister. My little sister that wanted me to fuck her.

I asked, "How do you want to do this? I don't know your favorite positions or sex habits. What do you like doing?"

"I like being rubbed all over, sensuously, and licked until I can't stand it anymore. Then I want you to suck on my tits and my pussy until I cum on your face. How's that sound for starters? Let's see why those women you were with loved to be with you."

I thought back to fucking my ice cold ex-wife, and a couple of red hot repressed girlfriends who couldn't get enough sex. It wasn't always easy to keep up with them. My last steady girlfriend from years ago liked to put forward a country girl image but she was as hot to go as any woman I had ever met. She joined me with other couples a few times in the dozen years we were together.

"I can't claim to be an expert, I just try to think of what would feel good and keep up with my partner. I like to experiment and I am always open to suggestions," I said. "Here's a secret as long as we are fucking and telling. Lisa, my former girlfriend and I used to meet other couples when we were together. It was a lot of fun, but she didn't continue very long."

She looked at me with a surprised look on her face. "I never would have guessed, she seemed very conservative. I guess you can never tell for sure."

She took me by the hand and led me to my bedroom. She laid down on the bed and crooked her finger to say 'come here', and I climbed on and lowered my head between her outstretched legs. She had a trimmed quim, with a bushy strip above her pussy. I reached out and traced my finger up and down her wet slit. I could hear her exhale suddenly.

"Touch me there, rub me and suck my clit. I want you to get your face right in my cunt and tongue fuck me," she said breathlessly. I was not used to hearing my sister talk like this, and especially not when I had been anywhere near. It made me very excited.

I had imagined for years what it would be like to be here doing this, but somehow reality always outdoes fantasy. I inserted two fingers inside her very wet pussy and started moving them back and forth while circling her clit with my thumb. All very gently, a light touch.

She squirmed slightly, her mature hips rotating in a natural way that was very sexy. She reached down and held her pussy lips open and I lowered my tongue to her steamy snatch, inhaling the aroma of an excited woman. My tongue reached out and lightly moved up and down her lips, occasionally dipping inside for a quick moment. She moaned loudly and thrust her puss in my face as I continued to increase the pressure of my sucking.

I felt her juices running down my chin and I picked up speed and intensity. She told me to finger her while I was licking her. I kept inserting my fingers steadily and tonguing her clit. She screamed out. Soon, my face was jammed in her pussy and she was writhing and moaning as I finger fucked her and licked everywhere.

"I'm going to cum! I'm going to cum while my brother sucks my cunt! I can't believe your face is in my pussy!" She shuddered and shook, and yelled out. She was still holding her pussy open for me.

I looked up with a wet face and said, "I have something else for your sloppy snatch if you want it when I get done eating your pussy."

"Please give it to me now! I need your cock in me finally after all these years! Bring it up here so I can suck it and get it ready!" I climbed up her body and hung my completely average cock in front of her face. She looked at it hungrily and licked her lips. This was it, my sister was going to suck my hard cock while I watched her.

"I am going to suck my big brother's cock. Do you like it when I talk dirty like that? Bring that hard cock here so I can go balls deep on it." She grabbed at it with both hands and simultaneously stroked it and stuck it in her mouth. "Hmmmm," she said. "I thought I would never get the chance after all these years."

She then stuck it all in her mouth, balls deep, which is not a big accomplishment for my cock but felt great all the same. She stroked it while she moved her mouth around it and used her tongue to lick it and then sucked on the sensitive head. She alternated between licking up the sides with her tongue and then plunging my entire cock in her mouth.

"Sis, it's been so long since I have had my cock sucked! You're sucking it so good!" As I got older, it seemed likely there were fewer women that I would come in contact with that weren't already married or in a relationship.

Now my sister had my hard as steel cock in her mouth and suddenly I forgot all about all those wasted nights wishing for pussy. All I could think of is that mouth, the mouth that I looked at for years picturing what it would look like with my cock sticking out of it. Here we were.